In Response to Anonymous

My reply to an anonymous commenter in my last entry is much too long and much too awesome to hide in comments, so here we go...

At 3:38 AM, Anonymous said...

No, not "free." More like "out on bond awaiting retrial."

Also, there's no doubt in my mind that she's completely fucking batshit looney.

There's ALSO no doubt in my mind that, after retrial, she'll be locked away for life, whether in prison or in the looney bin-- which, might I remind those of you who will holler "SOME COUNTRY CLUB LOONEY BIN," is not actually a nice place at all.

Dear Anonymous, Yates is indeed “free,” released on bond, as I stated in my post. Those who are released on bond are technically free:
bail (bal) n.
1) Security, usually a sum of money, exchanged for the release of an arrested person as a guarantee of that person's appearance for trial.
2) Release from imprisonment provided by the payment of such money.
3) A person who provides this security.

tr.v., bailed, bail·ing, bails.
1) To secure the release of by providing security.
2) To release (a person) for whom security has been paid.
3) Informal. To extricate from a difficult situation: always bailing you out of trouble.
4) To transfer (property) to another for a special purpose but without permanent transference of ownership.

She voluntarily committed herself to the psychiatric facility, by the way. And do you know why? Purely selfish reasons, Mr. Hasselhoff, as evidenced here:
“U.S. District Judge Belinda Hill granted the bond Wednesday on condition that Yates would voluntarily enter the Rusk hospital and stay there until her trial.”

Also, there may be a few hundred baseball bats with her name written all over them, if you get my drift. She’s now safe as a cockroach in a couch.

Which leads me to your other statement regarding correctional facilities and how awful they are… Susan Smith seems to be having a fine old time, my friend. (Click on both links to appreciate just how fine a time is being had.) And Smith is just as looney as Yates, in my opinion. Anyone who murders their own children can’t possibly be right in head, wouldn’t you say?

The U.S. interpretation of the M'Naghten Rules, which determine whether someone is not guilty by reason of insanity:

1) Persons acting under the influence of an insane delusion are punishable if they knew at the time of committing the crime that they were acting contrary to law.
Every man is presumed sane and to have sufficient reason to be held responsible for his crimes.
2) A person under a partial delusion is to be considered as if the facts with respect to which the delusion exists were real.
3) To establish a defence on the ground of insanity each element of it must be clearly proved that:
(a) at the time of committing the act,
(b) the accused was labouring under such a defect of reason, from disease of the mind, AND (c) as not to know the nature and quality of the act he was doing
OR
(d) if he did know it, AND (e) that he did not know he was doing what was wrong.
UNLESS:
IF (1) the accused was conscious that the act was one that he ought not to do AND (2) if the act was at the same time contrary to the law of the land,
THEN the accused is punishable.

Yates, like Smith, is surely a loon, and, like Smith, she knew that murdering her children was wrong, as testimony proves.

Every minute that Yates exists, whether she’s locked in a cell or a padded room, is more than she deserves. This “woman” breathes, eats, watches television, plays cards, reads, and will eventually succumb to basic human sexual needs by either engaging in nookie wookie with her cellmate, Bertha Bustyerass, or Peter the Perverted Prison Guard. Bet your ass that’ll happen.

As her children's remains rot in their tiny coffins, Yates will be moaning in ecstacy, eating cheeseburgers, zoning out to Desperate Housewives, cooresponding with "fans," and generally just having a life.

Yates will eventually settle into prison life, if she even does get life in prison, which, unfortunately, I highly doubt, and it will suit the likes of her. And that, Mr. Dingleheimer, is a crying shame.